Alle Kapitel von REBORN 90 DAYS BEFORE THE BLOOD MOON: I REJECTED MY ALPHA AN: Kapitel 1 – Kapitel 6

POV: Lyra MooncrestI woke up with my lungs burning, tasting frozen blood and snow on my tongue before I even opened my eyes.My hands flew to my throat. I couldn’t breathe. My chest felt like someone had driven an iron spike straight through my ribs, pinning me to the floor. I remembered the cold. God, I remembered the screaming wind, the ice cracking under my skin, and the way the freeze settled into my bones until my heart stopped beating.I waited for the dark. I waited for the total silence of dying alone in a blizzard outside a locked door.Instead, warm sunlight hit my face.I gasped, sitting up so fast my head spun. My knees hit a blanket. A real, soft blanket. I pulled my hands away from my throat and stared down at them. No frostbite. No black, dead skin. No cracked fingernails bleeding into the snow. My skin was smooth, warm, and completely unblemished.I looked around the room. It was tiny. The small wooden bed, the narrow wardrobe, the desk piled high with ledger papers a

POV: Lyra MooncrestIf you want to destroy a selfish ruler, you don't use a hidden blade—you turn his own financial ledgers against him.I waited until Alaric turned the corner down the main corridor, his footsteps fading into the distance as he went off to look for Thalia. The second he was out of sight, I slipped past the doorway, my boots silent on the wooden floorboards.I didn't head for the main square. I headed down the back stairs, straight into the quiet basement beneath the administration building.The Sun Valley Logistics Archives Vault was cold and quiet. Row after row of tall wooden shelves stood in the dim light, filled with box after box of old papers, tax logs, and trade receipts. For six years, I was the only person who came down here. I knew where every single piece of paper was stored. I knew which boards squeaked, which keys belonged to which locks, and where Alaric hid his secrets when he thought no one was watching.I pulled out my brass master key ring. The meta

POV: Lyra Mooncrest"You claim I am selfish, Alaric," I said, my voice cutting through the hall. "So let us explain to the pack where our emergency medicine money went."The silence in the Great Assembly Hall was so total that even the faint rustle of clothing sounded like thunder. Hundreds of eyes shifted from Alaric, who was still clutching his chest on the raised platform, straight to the leather binder held high in my hand.Alaric straightened up, his face pale from the pain of the broken mate bond, but his eyes flared with immediate anger. "Shut your mouth, Lyra! You are no longer a pack officer! You have no right to address this council!""She has every right," Elder Garrick’s deep voice cut across the room. The senior auditor stepped out from behind the council table, pulling a thick wax-sealed envelope from his inner coat pocket. "When an accusation of financial misconduct involves public emergency funds, any member of this pack has the right to present evidence before the el